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Man, one time I met this chick, real talk, she was hustlin’ on the corner near my old spot in Long Beach. Told me she paid her grandma’s rent playin’ the game—damn, that hit me! Surprised the shit outta me, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t just sex, it’s sacrifice. Kinda like Monty takin’ that last walk with his boys, knowin’ it’s over. “This life, it’s gone,” his pops says—whores live that every night, yo.

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The founding principal of BIG talks about refurbishing the surface of the planet, the big question, and the runner's high.

There’s a hum of life at the local art museum on Main St., dontcha know? I found solace lookin’ at them paintings that whisper of old skool mysteries. Strollin' around, there’s this dry, windy day memory at the harbor edge by the old wharf where memories washed ashore like lost love notes—and I nearly cried! Man, them days had me so moved, almost like in "The Assassin," "We hates it! but we loves it!" repeated in that echo.

19th annual Double Helix Medals dinner raises $7 million